| She’s playing the news on her piano
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| Somewhat drunken fingers moving a little slow
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| Don’t call her on it, she’ll just cry a bit
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| Said she liked it with your hand on her shoulder
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| Said it made her friends seem a little colder
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| She likes to think that you’re all she’s got
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| All she’s got
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| She’s got church hymns on her lips
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| Small hands play me Fur Elise
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| Apologizes when she slips
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| She’s just damned cute when she drinks
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| Swears I’m her best friend in the world
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| Wants to know if I like this kind of girl
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| Wants me to at least stay the night
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| You know I’ve got things to attend to
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| Places to see and people to use
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| But I guess I ought to stay if I’m all she’s got
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| All she’s got
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| She’s got church hymns on her lips
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| Small hands play me Fur Elise
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| Apologizes when she slips
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| She’s just damned cute when she drinks
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| She told me that she liked my songs
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| And that she wanted the world to sing along
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| She prayed maybe I wouldn’t leave
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| Wish I could change my mind, wish this all could be
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| She’s got church hymns on her lips
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| Small hands play me Fur Elise
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| Apologizes when she slips
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| She’s just damned cute when she drinks
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| She’s got church hymns on her lips
|
| Small hands play me Fur Elise
|
| Apologizes when she slips
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| She’s just damned cute when she drinks |